 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 826 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from 08, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of onr night; Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1880 - 824 sider
...bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of onr night; Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears arc worth evening's best light. Oh-who would not welcome that moment's returning. When passion first... | |
 | Francis Sylvester Mahony - 1881 - 564 sider
...known ! Every wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the cold beach alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning...eve of our night ; Give me back, give me back, the bright freshness of morning ! Her smiles and her tears are worth evening's best light. Ah ! who would... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1881 - 1000 sider
...from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Xe'er tell me of glories serenely adoruiug can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. XXXIII. His head was bound with pansies clonds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1882 - 682 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from ns, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er...me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning I Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh who would not welcome that moment's returning.... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1882 - 1002 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that wo danced on at morning ebbs from us, he tales, to bed they creep, By whispering winds soon...hum of men, Where throngs of knights and barons bold tho wild freshness of Morning ! Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Oh, who would... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1882 - 984 sider
...passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The elose of our day, the calm eve of our night: — Give mo back, give me back the wild freshness of morning,... | |
 | E.H. Butler & Co - 1853 - 396 sider
...Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, And leaves us at eve on the bleak shore alone. 3. Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best 4. Oh, who would not welcome that moment's returning When passion first waked a new life through his... | |
 | Mrs. Houstoun (Matilda Charlotte) - 1883 - 286 sider
...that exquisite melody, ' I saw from the beech,' and when he came to the third verse, beginning : ' Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night,' I heard the breath of one who stood beside me come thick and laboured, as though the breast of the... | |
 | Edwin O. Chapman - 1884 - 430 sider
...brothers, row ! the stream runs fast, The rapids are near, and the daylight's past I Thomas Moore. MORNING. NE'ER tell me of glories serenely adorning The close...clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light. Thomas Moore. FANATICISM. Bur Faith, fanatic Faith, once wedded fast To some dear falsehood hugs it... | |
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Ne'er tell me of glories, serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; — Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of Morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth Evening's best light Oh, who would not welcome that moment's... 
